Hope Is Nature's Veil For Hiding Truth's

To His Sister-in-law: What A Contrast Between Us! You Live A Warm And Glowing Life, Surrounded By Loved Ones Whom You Care For And Who Care For You; You Are Anchored In Contentment. I Drift About Without Rudder Or Compass, A Wreck On The Sea Of Life; I Have No Memories To Cheer Me, No Pleasant Illusions Of The Future To Comfort Me, Or About Me To Satisfy My Vanity. I Have No Family To Furnish The Only Kind Of Survival That Concerns Us, No Friends For The Wholesome Development Of My Affections, Or Enemies For My Malice.

My Dynamite Will Sooner Lead To Peace Than A Thousand World Conventions. As Soon As Men Will Find That In One Instant, Whole Armies Can Be Utterly Destroyed, They Surely Will Abide By Golden Peace.

I Have Not The Slightest Pretension To Call My Verses Poetry; I Write Now And Then For No Other Purpose Than To Relieve Depression Or To Improve My English.

The First Time I Saw Nitroglycerine Was In The Beginning Of The Crimean War. Professor Zinin In St. Petersburg Exhibited Some To My Father And Me, And Struck Some On An Anvil To Show That Only The Part Touched By The Hammer Exploded Without Spreading.

The Truthful Man Is Usually A Liar.